The Somerset estate was taking full advantage of its spacious grounds, which were far larger than what would typically befit its title.

“Hm… Don’t you think this part seems a bit unnatural?”

“I agree. It doesn’t seem like the professor intended this motion in his original draft.”

Students from the Academy’s Art Department, who jokingly referred to themselves as “guests-slash-slaves,” had foregone their break to spend hours painting in the lab nestled in a corner of the estate.

And it wasn’t just them.

“The piano should take center stage here instead of the violin, with a touch of woodwind in …